Blob from Toronto

My time in Toronto draws nigh, but I have a few choice photos to share and an anecdote or two. First of all, mother has been so interested in having me visit her new digs that you can imagine her disappointment that the day I finally arrive, something goes seriously wrong with the air conditioning system resulting in water pouring into the walls causing the paint to bubble, the parquet flooring to heave, and other damage to furnishings. Tristan, my nephew, and I moved the carpet from her bedroom to the balcony so it could dry and we've been in dialogue with the authorities to ensure her place is returned to perfection after I go. Here's an exciting picture of some of the damage:

I went for a walk with mamma down to the Portugese part of Toronto(me on foot, she on scooter), supped at this fine café.

Later, we strolled up Clinton Street past the row of five houses once owned by my Great-grandfather Hamly and spoke to a current tenant about their heritage and our family connection. They're tiny, but probably worth a fortune. I'd love to buy one and barge it to Vancouver - can you imagine?

Here's another of all the row of houses with the ubiquitous CN Tower presiding over them all.

My friend Charles gifted me with this flag for my European travels. Surely, I'll not be confused for one of those pesky American tourists armed with this. For the non-cognoscenti, this is the old Red Ensign (Canada), not the provincial flag of Ontario.